The House Seems so Empty...

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I have a 12 year old Chocolate Lab named Sam. I've had ever since he was a puppy, so of course he's a part of the family. He's an inside dog so it seems like he's a part of the house too. About a month ago, we had a thunder storm in our area, and when we let Sam outside to use the bathroom, he ran off. We weren't too worried because he's run off before and he always comes back. It turned out that the ASPCA picked him up, but we didn't find that out until after 3 days of worrying and searching for him. I didn't realize how much I missed him until I would come home and not find him sitting by the door. Or when I wake up in the morning and not see him curled up in his corner. It was really strange because I've grown so used to him I never realized what it would be like without him. Something as simple as dropping a chip on the ground would make me realize that my dog is missing because he wasn't there to eat it as soon as it made contact with the floor. Have any of you ever taken your dog's presence for granted and just expected them to be there when you got home? Have you had an experience like mine, and realized how big a part your dog plays in your life? I think we should all stop what we are doing and give our dog(s) a hug. (*note: I'm taking a pain medication for the removal of my wisdom teeth, so this post may be mushier than intended ;D Happy Mylotting!)